I recorded a song called, I Fall to Pieces, and I was in a car wreck. Now I'm worried because I have a brand-new record, and it's called Crazy!

Jesus has been in my room. He has taken my hand and told me, No, Not now. I have other things for you to do.

You don't appreciate home until you leave it and, let me tell you, you can't appreciate life till you've almost left it! Some people hope and die with their song still in them. I used to think that happiness resulted when my earnings matched my yearnings! But not anymore!

It sure gives me faith and a wonderful feeling to know how many fans and friends are wanting me well again.

I wish to be put away in a western dress I designed, with my daughter's little gold cross necklace and my son's small white testament in my hands, and my wedding band on.

You might say it was my return to the living that launched me as a singer. I was placed in an oxygen tent, and the doctors brought me back to life.

On Saturdays I worked all day in Hunter Gaunt's drugstore in Winchester, and then at night, my mother drove me to Front Royal, where I sang pop tunes.